*Conrad*
I felt as if I was floating instead of running. Rip was moving through the forest like a bullet, quickly and precisely hitting the spot. The run to the cabin took us less than I anticipated, and before I knew it, Rip was standing proudly in all his glory on the lawn in front of the porch.
’So what now, smartass?’ I mocked as he stood undecided about what to do next.
’Fuck off!’ He rolled his eyes and forced a quick but painful shift.
„Fuck!” I breathed as I kneeled on the cold grass, butt-naked, gasping in pain that I felt even in the smallest cartilage.
His amused chuckle buzzed in my head as I tried to gather myself up and approach the situation as befits a fucking Rogue King. I knew entering the cabin without clothes was not an option, so I walked behind the house, opened the small wooden box, and took out the stash of clothes I kept there.
„I’m fucking freezing my
*Mackenzie*I woke up more energetic than ever. My skin seemed to glow, and strange tingles danced after my every touch. It resembled the electric sparks I experienced that memorable day that changed my life. I blushed because I couldn't hide dreaming about him tonight. I touched my cheek at the spot his fingers grazed it in my embarrassing, wet dream.But along with the satisfaction came anger towards him. That man didn’t hesitate to reject and abandon me in my misery. He sentenced me to death at the hands of Esther or as a victim of the attack. Only thanks to Robert did I survive, and thanks to Robert, I found this beautiful place I felt safe.I sat on my makeshift bed and chuckled as I noticed Fireball shakingly shuffling to the empty bowl. Although her efforts were miserable, the fact gave me hope for her health’s improvement. I crawled towards her, placed my hands on the rug, and rested my head on
*Mackenzie*After my short but pleasant visit to the bakery, I decided to go to the pack house to find Caris and Claire to apologize for my rude behavior the other day. After the encouraging words from Mrs. Kringle, the walk toward the pack house wasn’t as scary as it had been the last time.I could fully admire the luxurious villa and picturesque surroundings this time. Not walking as if to an execution, I looked around shamelessly, gushing over the tiniest adorable thing. Never in my wildest dreams would I picture the mighty, ruthless, and merciless rogue king living surrounded by flowers.This whole territory looked more like something out of a princess fairy tale than the seat of the dark ruler. Although there were still many parts of the land I hadn’t seen, I had noticed nothing suggesting even the presence of a prison or dungeon. However, that could easily be covered by a thicket of trees.
*MacKenzie*„I told you there is nothing to worry about. Miles may look like a brute, but is a very good man. And besides, he’s terrified of getting under his mate’s skin, especially now when they are due to welcome their first offspring in a few weeks.” Robert yelled from the kitchen, preparing two portions of pasta we had previously cooked together.„And if I’m honest, I’m more afraid of her than him. He looks like an innocent puppy next to her.” He added as he placed the plates on the table.„Robert. That’s rude talking this way about pregnant women.” I scolded and threw a small pillow at him from my place on the floor.„What? That’s true.” He yelled, offended.He walked and sat beside me while I arranged for Fireball to sleep. She was exhausted and ate two more bottles after my talk with Miles.„I hope you won’t be like that with our pups. Don
*Conrad*„What do you mean?” My mother asked.I tried to control myself so as not to reveal that I was boiling with rage inside. I placed my hands under the desk and gazed at her indifferently. The room still smelled of her, and although the berry notes were almost imperceptible to others, Rip inhaled them as a drug addict pouncing on the drug after a long abstinence.„To ensure our pack's safety, I want those two separated. I know what you told me, and I think her identity should stay hidden until I make sure none of them pose a threat. The boy already proved his intentions in front of Miles, but I’m not sure he was asked the right question, so the moment the girl takes her, I want to question the boy, too personally.” I clenched my fists, keeping Rip in check.„But what kind of threat could they pose, and why not let them meet? Isn’t this how you show them your moves? If they plot something, which of course is total bullshit, this way they would notice being watched?” Mom insisted,
*Mackenzie*„Oh, oh, oh,”„I’m not drinking anymore, at least not with you.”„Mhm. Me, too.”I was so thirsty that the pulsing pain in my head faded into the background. I groaned and stirred, but my every move caused a slight nausea. I opened my eyes and stared at Caris and Claire sitting on the dinner table, leaning over a steaming cup. They looked beaten and a little pale.„Drink.” I rasped out. My throat was dry like a desert. I carefully crawled from under the duvet and shuffled toward the table. I climbed up, supported by the chair, and sat on it. I sighed and gagged at the awful smell coming from the teapot. „What’s that?” I asked, holding my nose to not puke all over the table.„Miracle tea. It reduces nausea, eliminates headache, and gets you back on your feet at an express pace so you can enjoy your La la land.” Caris explained, supporting her face with her hands.„So why do you still look like shit?” I asked sarcastically.If this magical tea was doing wonders and working
*Conrad*Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!A triple FUCK! My subconscious was screaming as I was looking at my mate’s unconscious body lying on the hospital bed. Nothing was going according to plan.First, the rejection didn’t work. Next, this Little Witch tricks my mother and inhabits my cottage. Then she brings five mercenaries who want to capture her. I won’t add how many plans she ruined for me, and what’s more, I had to listen to her moans while she almost let another man fuck her.I clenched my fists, remembering everything in the tiniest detail as she threw her head back, screaming in euphoria at that damn rug. I broke the skin with my claws as Rip let them out without my knowledge.’Are you fucking serious?! Do you want to add more to my suffering? Maybe a damn shift again?’ I yelled at him, and he chuckled, listening to my whines.’Not a bad idea
*Mackenzie*I ran.I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I ran even though my vision was unclear. I ran, now wondering where I was heading. I ran. I ran to forget. I ran to ease the pain. I ran to die.That’s what my subconscious suggested. I left the pack house without looking back. I rushed past the entryway, pushing through the small crowd of teenagers joking about something. I didn’t want them to see me crying, so I hid my face and slipped out of the building, heading towards the mountainside.I crossed the flower field and found myself in the dark part of the forest, heading to the mountains. I followed the sound of the river and ran along its stream toward its beginning. His every word resounded in my head like a wrecking ball, destroying the little confidence I had in me. I knew I wasn’t enough, but to hear it was devastating. And to listen to it in such a cruel way was killing.Trying to get rid of all thoughts related
*Mackenzie*„There you go.” He offered me a steaming cup of tea, „This will help you fight a possible cold. Believe me. My mother is a herbal expert on this side of the country. You’ll find everything in her greenhouses. Headaches, cold, nausea, fever. Name any ailment, and my mom has herb for it.” He added with conviction as he blew his tea.I grabbed the mug and thanked him while sitting, snuggled up with a warm duvet. I cleared my throat before taking a sip of a fruit tea, staring at this huge and entirely out-of-place guy in this small cottage. He said it belonged to him, but I couldn't imagine a man like him sitting in those tiny chairs or roaming around this narrow kitchen, not to mention taking a shower in a cabin that wouldn’t even accommodate him.„Is this actually yours?” I asked shyly, „I mean Claire told me, but no offense. You look too big to be living here.” I tore my eyes off him and gaze